My aunt got trached today :/ Was hopeful that could be avoided but no. She's been watching my mom, but not responding. Mom hopes she's boring her with her constant chatter out of the fog. Carolyn never had any patience with boring, or not engaging.
The hospital chaplain has reached out to my mom and apparently been an awesome sounding board. No god talk around Carolyn (she don't do that) just being a place mom can voice, on her terms. I'm immensely grateful. mom doesn't need god talk either, but she needs people she can talk to and cell coverage is spotty on the OHSU mountaintop site, & her b&b a walk away.
Oh sara, I'm so sorry. It must be so hard for you to be so far away from them right now.
Sara, I'm thinking good thoughts for all of you. I'm glad your mom has a support person locally.
That is such a shame about the bookstore. Even accidental book burning pings me.
-t, you were curious about all the pie plates I bought. Look at the buildings in the background of this photo [link] noting the lights in the windows. Here is what the back of that looks like. [link]
Yum!
It looks great. I'll find out how it tastes tomorrow! Probably good, because I think I finally figured out how to make good frittatas that aren't too spongey.
sara, Carolyn joining the trache club is not good but it is necessary. Glad your mom has a sounding board.
For some reason, it really seems like the plural of "frittata" should be "frittata." Like "deer."
"Tatas" did give me pause.
New normal. There's just my boss and I, and he decided to save money and close the Highland Park office. He has the server in his home office and I use a VPN.
How's that working out for you?
